Monday, February 15, 2010

One look at you and I'm 18 again.
One conversation and I lose my train of thought.
One touch and I start to question life decisions.
I am forever haunted by the memory of you.
I am always excited by my thoughts of you.
Your ability to unravel my resolve never weakens.
Your charming allure is never ending.
Your place within me never forgotten.
These words are written but never spoken.